Under Cover

I dunno. You wait ages for a photograph and then two come along at once.

It was snowing this morning on the way to work. As this is England that meant I had plenty of time to observe its prettiness as I sat there inching along in the traffic jam that had suddenly formed because absolutely nobody in this country appears to know what to do when snowflakes turn up on the scene.

It was lovely looking at the inch or so of snow that formed along the side of the dual carriageway, and the boughs of the trees looked truly beautiful. I was genuinely looking forward to getting out at lunch and take some shots.

Did I mention this is England? Well, this is England. The snow had gone and rain had replaced it all within a few hours. Arse.